Chapter 185 Perennial patients will always learn something
"Brother Ling, are you okay?"
Ye Lian ducked out of the way and appeared in front of Ling Mo, supporting him. [This article comes from]
Ling Mo could no longer lift his right hand, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He gritted his teeth and shook his head: "I'm fine. Let's see if this is his true form or another clone? We can't give him any more opportunities for sneak attacks."
After hearing what Ling Mo said, Xia Na, who was about to rush over to check on him, hesitated for a moment, then immediately turned around to check the body.
"This...Brother Ling, he just started to mutate. I don't know if it's a clone or something..."
Shana said with some surprise.
"That should be the original body. There is no way there is a living person left here for him to take a bite and mutate. No wonder he can't listen to what others say. The original body has also become this virtuous."
There was a trace of hatred in Ling Mo's eyes. Before this man shot and tried to kill Ye Lian, he felt that this man was a little pitiful.
But now it seems that there must be something hateful about the poor people.
This person is obviously a superpower and has enough ability to slowly kill all the zombies, but there are no other survivors here...
"But why is he here? Is the hiding place right here?"
Ling Mo walked down the stairs with Ye Lian's support, and at this moment there were footsteps behind him. It was obvious that other people heard the gunfire and rushed over immediately.
Ling Mo took another look at Guo Chao's body and thought that this man was indeed unlucky...
But things are ordinary and life is so fragile.
At this time, he noticed the stairwell with the open door, gritted his teeth, took out the flashlight, and went in to check.
But as soon as the beam hit the wall, Ling Mo suddenly felt his scalp numb.
There were dark black writings all over the walls. They were obviously written in blood.
"I've never eaten anyone!"
"I'm not a monster!"
"It's all your fault. If you hadn't been so nosy, I wouldn't have bitten you! It was you who turned me into a monster!"
"I was wrong, don't come here, don't bother me!"
Words like this were written almost all over the wall.
But it seems like a long time has passed.
From these messy words, Ling Mo could see two things.
First, the remaining survivors here were probably killed by him; second, he himself has been completely distorted in his loneliness and guilt.
In Ling Mo's opinion, what the clone said about killing all the zombies and controlling his desire to eat meat was probably an escape mentality.
Could he be playing some kind of self-hypnosis trick? It seems very possible now.
It seems that in order to save his life, he has been relying on his clones to move around and hid his true body here.
Ling Mo didn't know much about his powers and could only make some guesses based on the current situation.
When I talked to him before, he behaved quite normally. Unexpectedly, when it came to himself, his psychological distortion was immediately exposed.
The stairwell is not large, but there are quite a lot of things accumulated.
Six boxes of stacked military cans, and several radios placed in boxes. His doppelganger also has one of these.
There are also some miscellaneous gadgets, but Ling Mo no longer has the energy to check them one by one.
Now that Hu Chuan himself is dead, there are no other potential threats to this military camp. It is important to treat the wounds first.
He asked Li Yalin to take out the radios and put two of them into his backpack.
You still have to pay attention to the situation outside. It has been so long now. If there is really a rescue force, they should start to send out signals to search for survivors.
The possibility is not high. But we should pay attention to it.
At this time, Meng Jiayu and others had arrived, and the first thing they saw were naturally the bodies of Guo Chao and Hu Chuan.
Meng Jiayu immediately covered his mouth, his eye circles were already red, and Lao Wang slowly lowered his gun, showing a look of grief.
"What...what's going on!" Zhang Haoyu asked in shock.
Only 202 had a relaxed expression. He first glanced at Hu Chuan's body, and then immediately turned his gaze to Ling Mo: "Hey, brother, are you injured?"
After saying that, he immediately rushed to Ling Mo and reached out to touch his shoulder.
However, this seemingly caring move made Ling Mo want to kick him after he spoke.
"Come and let me smell it and see how it is different from ordinary people? As a weirdo...ah! Sister Nana, why are you stepping on me again!"
"Brother, are you injured?"
Meng Jiayu quickly wiped away her tears and turned her eyes to Ling Mo.
Zhang Haoyu and others immediately gathered around. Although Guo Chao's death made them sad, none of them were used to separation between life and death.
"Are you okay?"
"The gunshot wound, luckily it was scraped from above and no bones were damaged... I'm very lucky. But you may have to endure it for a while. It will probably take a long time to fully heal."
Lao Wang immediately checked Ling Mo through his clothes, and then said happily.
Ling Mo thought to himself that this was not luck, it was entirely a temporary correct judgment that saved his life.
This ability to adapt to changes is also an instinct developed through repeated life and death struggles.
"If that's the case, then it won't be a problem. I'm bringing emergency medicine. I'll just take care of it."
Ling Mo gasped in pain and said.
Zhang Haoyu hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Lao Wang: "Then let's place Captain Guo's body first."
It's called resettlement, but it's actually just finding a room to put it in.
This is already a much better outcome than leaving your body in the wilderness or even being eaten by zombies.
Meng Jiayu and 202 stayed with Ling Mo, and a group of people sat on the stairs outside the door, intending to briefly treat Ling Mo's wounds.
Of course, 202 is mainly for a closer look at whether Ling Mo is a monster or a human.
After taking off his shirt, his left shoulder, which was already bloody and bloody, was immediately exposed.
Although the sub just touched the flesh, it actually still caused great harm to Ling Mo.
Fortunately, the bones are indeed fine.
"It seems that the TV series are all lies..."
The moment the penis came into contact with flesh and blood, the severe pain Ling Mo felt showed that it was definitely not as simple as a scratch.
In other words, when Zitou touched his vagina, it immediately caused him huge trauma.
You can imagine that if it hits a place like the abdomen, the entrance may be a small hole, but the inside will be messed up, and it will become a big hole when it penetrates.
"This can only be simply disinfected..."
Meng Jiayu couldn't help but start to cry again. Seeing Ling Mo frowning and sweat on his forehead, he felt really sad indescribably.
Ye Lian also clenched his fists suddenly, and the cold light in Xia Na's eyes was so cold. Even Li Yalin frowned.
"Brother Ling."
Ye Lian rarely reacted to the smell of Ling Mo's blood, but stretched out her hand to hold his other hand tightly.
"Okay, come on."
Originally Shana was asked to deal with the wound. However, 202 was very positive and said that as a perennial patient, she had some experience in this regard.
"Aren't you in a mental hospital?"
"So I have extensive experience in wound treatment!"
202 replied very matter-of-factly, this time he no longer denied that he was mentally ill.
He grabbed the hydrogen peroxide, stared at Ling Mo's wounds excitedly, and started to take action.
Ling Mo originally wanted to stop him, but then he thought it would be okay to let him try. As long as he didn't use knives or needles on himself, there would be no harm.
Let female zombies deal with wounds? Forget it, they are better at creating wounds.
Meng Jiayu looked too nervous, and Ling Mo could only move his left hand.
As expected of a mentally disturbed person, 202 was not affected by the wound at all, and when the disinfection started, he immediately entered a state of concentration, even more serious and responsible than a professional doctor.
On the other hand, as a person with supernatural powers, when his mental power is highly concentrated, his movements are accurate to every detail and his speed is also very fast.
After only about ten minutes, he simply disinfected Ling Mo's wound and stopped the bleeding, and finally carefully bandaged him with gauze and bandages.
However, pain is unavoidable, and after all, it is just a simple treatment. It seems that we need to find some drugs to speed up the healing.
"I didn't expect you to have such a skill." Ling Mo said with a pale face.
202 very carefully put the blood-stained cotton balls and gauze into his pocket. At the same time, he said proudly: "This is natural. I have a patient who loves lolita and self-mutilation. He is also considered 203.
He is the most representative patient in the history of this hospital. He would have a lot of wounds every once in a while, and of course I learned how to deal with emergencies."
The wound hurt badly. In order to divert attention, Ling Mo simply talked to him a few more words: "Okay, I blamed you wrongly. You are not completely useless. After all, this kind of person should not be tied up or sedated.
Potion?”
"Innocent, do you think all mentally ill people are lunatics? At least 203 and I only have occasional mental confusion. This is actually a sign of excess consciousness and too many things on our minds. He would self-mutilate because he missed his little ones at home so much.
Loli...probably? Anyway, as the saying goes, there are policies and countermeasures, and it would be fun to compete with doctors and nurses, otherwise I would have been discharged from the hospital long ago."
202 said very seriously.
It would be weird to believe you...
Seeing that Ling Mo was still in the mood to joke with 202, Meng Jiayu seemed a little relieved.
However, he seemed to be exhausted and sweating constantly, so he was probably in a lot of pain.
Ye Lian and Xia Na both clung to Ling Mo, as if they wanted to make him feel better by expressing their closeness.
Li Yalin hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand to wipe away Ling Mo's sweat.
At this time, Lao Wang and Zhang Haoyu had also placed Guo Chao's body and walked out of the building.
"I just found a room on the first floor. There are some guns, a special car key hanging on the door, and a lot of money. There are also some military uniforms and the like. It seems that the winter clothes are missing."
Lao Wang said with some excitement.
He held a submachine gun in his hand and handed it directly to Ling Mo: "This is a silent submachine gun. There are not many of it. You can take it."
Weisheng? This sounds like a good thing!
"The sound of this submachine gun is very small, and of course it is not completely silent. The clip also has a large capacity. Unfortunately, it is difficult to change the clip, and I have not found a military loader. Although it has shortcomings, I think it will be very helpful to you.
It's a pity that the ones stationed here are not field troops or special forces, and the types and quantities of weapons are limited. I am surprised that this gun will appear here."
Lao Wang's introduction made Ling Mo very interested in this submachine gun, so he asked Xia Na to take it.
Judging from his tone, there should be at least a few more, but this is very important to them, and Ling Mo has no intention of taking them all.
Once fighting, there will be some crazy female zombies, which are not suitable for playing Tutu with a gun...
This is instinct. It's easy to get them to pay attention, but it's impossible to completely eradicate it.
When they were learning shooting at the base these days, they were not interested at all, and Ling Mo couldn't force it.
"What is the car key?" Ling Mo asked curiously.
Lao Wang thought for a moment and then said: "I guess this person also wants to leave here. This should be the vehicle he prepared for himself. I saw a lot of dismantled parts and the like... I think, he